Han Wangfu had indeed prepared a delicious feast to entertain Xie Bing and Sanniang. However, as they sat at the dining table, they waited for more than half an hour, and still, Han Wangfu did not appear.
"Wuming, if you're hungry, go ahead and eat!" Xie Bing said impatiently.
"Han Wangfu hasn't arrived yet, and you're letting Wuming eat first, that's not very good," Sanniang also hungered greatly, but dared not touch her chopsticks.
"If you're scared, you can choose not to eat, and when Han Wangfu arrives, he can't blame you!" After Xie Bing finished speaking, he also picked up his chopsticks, while Wuming had already started eating.
Sanniang picked up her chopsticks, hesitated, and finally put them down again. Skipping a meal wouldn't kill her. But if it displeased Han Wangfu, she might lose her life.
